Monday, August 06, 2007

Modern hoarders..




Ive seen this kind of behavior before
In regions of the world poorer than poor
In my backyard where the squirrels rule
Its primal and raw, an existential tool

Its the act of hoarding, of which I speak
Slashing
And Stashing
For when supplies might not be at its peak
The wild eyed look of a hungry African refugee
Hoarding wheat and other staples, free

Watch a squirrel in November..
Who somehow manages to remember
That nuts and fruit will soon disappear
Elbow away the present and prepare..

This manic compulsion overtakes
Disregards the present..takes and takes



Theres a new kind of hoarder..a curious breed..
A new kind of compulsion ..a curious need..
But instead of rucksacks, attics and underground hives
They use flashcards, memory sticks and computer hard drives

I’m sure you’ve seen them..
Heck you might be one of em..
Moment hoarders..stashing away
Moments
Moments for another day...

Standing..elbowing..jockeying..
With slender silver cameras..
Intense gazes..
Scrunched up faces...
Click..click...snap..flash..click...

Yes, I agree..moments are precious and few
And I do like to hoard them too
but
I’ve decided to limit...
My itchy shutter digit..
And to
Simply
Enjoy
and not worry about losing
t
h
e
Moment


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18 Comments:

Anonymous the dreamer said...

too often, we're so preoccupied with losing the moment, that we don't realize that it's already gone.

personally, i don't yet own a digital camera. unless you count my cell.

and i usually don't take pics until after i've gazed at the sight for a while or i'm actualy done with the trip... :)

August 06, 2007 10:21 PM  
Blogger chav said...

awesome...awesome...awesome!

I love the little things.

August 06, 2007 10:53 PM  
Blogger Fajita said...

Tell me... what are the words being sung, muttered, whispered?

Also, yay:) You rhymed some and you didnt rhyme some. :')

August 06, 2007 11:58 PM  
Blogger Fajita said...

Got em!

I would like to own your photograph
The angels cry to have your photograph

As if you were awfully made for life
As fortune favor fools like candle light

I would like to own your autograph
The angels fight to own your photograph

But you reckon on the photograph
Look at you provision on the night

August 07, 2007 12:03 AM  
Blogger Open Up! said...

the muttering is kinda creepy....sorry dave i can't agree with you on this one...i love photography...i take pictures whenever i can but i don't have a digicam....i'm still old fashioned with my film...i love taking pics of nature--landscapes, flowers, and of course the kiddies...though it is a pain to shlep it around i appreciate the memories that i have captured

August 07, 2007 9:26 AM  
Blogger David_on_the_Lake said...

dreamer...
yes thats so true...
But thats for another post...what exactly is a moment?..hmm stay tuned..

chav...
Hey,,thanks,..
Youre due for another post..y'know

Fajita...
hmmm all of the above?
ye..I like to rhyme..but i dont like when it constricts me..so I have no problem abandoning it..in middle...

How many times didja listen till u got em?

open...
no no no...I agree photpgraohy can be a form of art..and I personally love taking pictures of items..and my kids,..
I'm referring specifaclly..to photographing events...when sometimes..people become so intent on harding the event..that they totally miss experiencing it

August 07, 2007 10:01 AM  
Blogger fashionista cat in a zero gravity shoe-store said...

Reminds me of "Die Leiden des jungen Werther" by Goethe: a young artist is desperately in love with a taken woman. At one point he observes the beauty of a natural scene; being overjoyed with love he notes in his diary afterwards that while he wouldn't have been able to draw a line that very moment, he'd never have been a greater artist. That's what romanticism is all about. Candlelight dinners are sentimental (and corny IMHO) but not romantic.

August 07, 2007 10:59 AM  
Anonymous the dreamer said...

i just listened to the "song" - one of the strangest i've ever listened to...

August 07, 2007 11:45 AM  
Blogger Fajita said...

hmmm what all of what above where?

none. i mean i listened whole buncha, but also googled and metrolyricked.

August 07, 2007 4:12 PM  
Blogger David_on_the_Lake said...

fashionista...
ooh its not every day that I'm cmpared to Goethe..
:-)
I dont know that story...but it sounds good..

dreamer...
ye..indeed

fajita...
all of the above..as in ..chanting..whispering and murmuring..

August 07, 2007 8:41 PM  
Blogger jewmaican20 said...

It's funny, because I always bring along a camera, and rarely take it out. Too caught up in the moment, and it's no longer important to capture it, rather just to let it flow...

August 07, 2007 11:49 PM  
Blogger MizEllie said...

When I read this, it reminds of of the feeling I get when I watch hordes of people alight from a tour bus, snap a picture of something, and get right back on. "Now I can say I say it. Been there, done that...."

August 08, 2007 10:49 AM  
Blogger David_on_the_Lake said...

jewmican...
thats wha I'm talking about...

mizellie...
lol
yup..
Unfortunately some people go thru life like that

August 08, 2007 1:09 PM  
Blogger Chana said...

fantastic poem! too true! good job on deciding to limit the number of pictures you take/ keep ;-)

August 08, 2007 3:30 PM  
Blogger Chana said...

fantastic poem! too true! good job on deciding to limit the number of pictures you take/ keep ;-)

August 08, 2007 3:30 PM  
Blogger David_on_the_Lake said...

Chana..
Thanks..
:-)

August 08, 2007 10:36 PM  
Blogger Bas~Melech said...

Hear, hear!

This is why I have almost no pictures from my last few months in seminary.... lol

August 11, 2007 6:06 PM  
Blogger David_on_the_Lake said...

Hear Hear...
smart girl..

August 12, 2007 5:33 PM  

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